When it comes down to it chapter 9
Legal Drug
Disclaimer: Oh, and FYI, I keep forgetting to put this…. I dun own them! Kazahaya would be the tortured little soul he is here, and, well…. Rikuou would be….wearing something REALLY tight, and wielding a whip…. Or 3. Hehe :3
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Rikuou placed a hand at the top of the sofa for support, leaning over Kazahaya as he was pulled forward. His eyes widened as his mouth moved automatically against the others. Kazahaya wrapped his arms securely around Rikuou's neck, arching into him. Even if he didn't remember last night, his body did, automatically reacting to the kiss as his groin twitched.
Rikuou straddled Kazahaya's hips, placing a hand under the psychic's (.1) chin to tilt his head up as he was simultaneously pushed back into the leather sofa. (1) Kazahaya gasped into Rikuou's mouth as the cool material was pressed into his back, he could feel the coolness of it through his shirt. His body was starting to rapidly heat up, he was so sure the sofa must be steaming right now. (2)
His mind called out to him briefly as Rikuou's hand traveled down his chest and to the buttons on his pants. He pulled back breathing heavily, "Rikuou…"
The raven grunted a quick 'hn' sparing no time to lean in and firmly lock his lips onto Kazahaya's neck. Kazahaya gasped, "Rikuou, we… can't." (3)
Rikuou shifted slightly, stepping back onto the floor with one leg, bringing a hand down to wrap one of Kazahaya's own around his waist. His hand traveled down to Kazahaya's thigh, trusting him to keep his leg there, while his own hand slowly traveled back over to undo the button on Kazahaya's jeans. He was in the right mood, again, and he didn't care who was out in the store, Kazahaya was his and he was gonna have him on that sofa right then and there.
He loved the little gasps and moans he was eliciting from his brown-haired beauty, continuously sucking and raking his teeth over Kazahaya's neck. He pulled back to admire his handy work grinning to himself as the flesh started turning red, a sure sign he has left a good sized mark.
Kazahaya shifted on the sofa, keeping one hand on Rikuou's arm-the one he was using to support himself- and the other lightly rested on Rikuou's chest.
Rikuou grinned again, as he took Kazahaya's hand off his chest draping it back around his neck as he leaned in again. He wanted to make out with Kazahaya until they were both gasping for air.
Kazahaya was light headed, and his mind wasn't thinking clearly. His body was saying yes, but an inner part of him was screaming to halt all actions, however painful they would be in a minute.
He needed to re-gain control of the situation. One thing was for sure: if he didn't stop Rikuou soon, they were gonna end up naked on the sofa. And, right now, he couldn't afford to do that.
Not that he didn't want to, he really wanted to. He just wasn't sure.
Rikuou captured his lips again, and Kazahaya's train of thought ceased to exist.
He moaned again, pulling Rikuou closer to himself, crushing their bodies together.
"Well, it looks like you two managed to work it out." Kakei leaned against the door frame to the tiny office, chuckling to himself.
Kazahaya paused mid-kiss, turning towards the voice, his eyes widening slightly.
Rikuou could care less, offering Kakei a quick grunt, going for the other side of Kazahaya's neck.
"Ah, Rikuou!" Kazahaya pushed at Rikuou's chest, dislodging him from his neck, "Get off me."
Rikuou went to protest, "But-"
Kakei pushed himself away from the door frame, "Oh, no, don't stop on account of me. I just came to see how things were going, and I find you two getting hot and heavy on the sofa." He smiled, turning away from the pair, "Don't let me interrupt."
"Jesus Christ, Rikuou." Kazahaya pushed him away as he stood up and half-bolted past Kakei.
"Oh my…." Kakei watched Kazahaya leave, probably to head back up those stairs he had just come down.
Rikuou sighed, running a hand through his black hair having every intention of going after Kazahaya… in a few seconds.
Kakei turned to him, "It might be… awfully painful walking like that." He nearly grinned at Rikuou.
Rikuou followed his gaze down to see himself sporting a rather good hard-on. He shrugged, "Nothing I can do about that… I think you scared him away."
Kakei laughed, "I just think he didn't like the audience." Kakei gestured to the same few customers idly peering in. "You two were making a fair amount of noise back here…"
Another shrug as Rikuou grinned, "So? They don't seem to be minding… much."
Rikuou didn't bother to straighten his clothing as he walked by Kakei, shooting the few who dared to look at him a glare or two. Glares hot enough to melt ice off the windshield of your car. (4)
Saiga stared after Rikuou briefly approaching Kakei, "Things are getting a little too cozy down here today, huh?" He laughed, flashing Kakei his trademark grin.
Kakei folded his arms across his chest, "To be expected, I suppose."
"I got news for you." Saiga placed a hand around Kakei's waist, drawing him in.
Kakei smiled, "Oh? Wonderful, let me finish up out here, and we can discuss it momentarily."
Kakei patted Saiga's arm, side stepping him to head back into the store.
"Sure thing." Saiga hit the folder he was carrying against his shoulder as he wandered into the office.
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Kazahaya flung open the door to their shared apartment breathing heavily. He mentally slapped himself for not listening to his own warnings.
He should not feel this uncomfortable right now, he needed to just take a few… calming breaths.
He straightened in the doorway, stepping in.
"Okay," He said to himself, "Just. Stay. Calm."
Kazahaya's headache was flaring up again, feeling the dull ache behind his eyes.
4-6 hours my ass, try 4-6 minutes, god damn aspirin.
Kazahaya sighed, heading over to the sink. He turned on the cold faucet, cupping his hands below it bowing his head down to meet the water as he splashed it on his face. He stood there for a moment, glad the cold water calmed him down some. He turned off the faucet briefly to grope for the dishtowel located next to the sink to softly pat his face dry.
He wiped off his hands, reaching for a cup, filling it half-way with the same water. He turned around leaning against the counter as a soft click of the door behind him signaled Rikuou's arrival.
He sighed again, calmly taking small sips of the cool liquid.
Rikuou stepped into the kitchen's doorway, meeting Kazahaya's gaze.
Kazahaya frowned at the moment of silence that passed uncomfortably over them, "What?" He asked quietly, placing his glass down, "You want some water?"
Rikuou smirked, shaking his head, "Not exactly."
Kazahaya cocked an elegantly shaped eyebrow, "What is that supposed to mean?" He asked shooting Rikuou a curious look.
Rikuou stepped closer, quietly making his way to lean against the counter next to Kazahaya. He folded his arms across his chest, "I don't know." Rikuou admitted, shrugging.
Kazahaya rolled his eyes, as they shifted back into an uneasy silence.
"Look-" they both began at the same time.
"Ah…" Kazahaya clamped down on his words, shooting Rikuou a glance.
"Err-" Rikuou stopped, "Uhm, you go first." He began, turning his head to look at Kazahaya.
"Ah, no," Kazahaya pushed away from the counter a little, "That's okay, you go first, you have this half-desperate look to talk on your face."
Rikuou almost laughed at that, regardless. He was sort of desperate, "Okay…" Rikuou sighed before beginning, "Well, are you alright?"
Rikuou looked at Kazahaya with dark, concerned eyes. He was kind of shocked at the way Kazahaya had just ran from the room, not a big surprise, but twice in one day? Not a good sign. He would have gotten off of Kazahaya… eventually.
"Huh?" Kazahaya stood to face him, "What are you talking about? I'm fine… I think?"
Rikuou smirked, "And cats are suppose to have good memories."
"What the hell?"
Rikuou snickered, "Kidding… you make it too easy."
Kazahaya nearly growled at him, "Well!" He countered, "At least I'm not freakishly tall like you." He huffed, throwing his hands up into the air.
Rikuou slowly broke out into a smile, cracking a grin before full blown laughter followed.
Kazahaya turned around, shocked that Rikuou would even have the audacity to laugh at his comment!
He pushed Rikuou, who still laughed. "Ah, god." Rikuou finally managed to get himself under control. "And I thought you were mad at me."
Kazahaya seethed, "I am mad at you!"
Rikuou shook his head, "No, no, about the sofa incident."
Kazahaya's anger diminished immediately, "Oh…" He trailed off, blushing as he cleared his throat, "Well, I just wasn't…. expecting… that…" he half-lied. He wasn't expecting it, sure, but he just wasn't comfortable at all now. The way he reacted terrified him, he faintly thought he should probably be drugged up all the time when they were going to have sex.
Now, it was more likely, and Kazahaya wasn't going to throw their night of passion in Rikuou's face, even if he didn't remember!
It felt nice being in his arms, Kazahaya was happy being around Rikuou, even when they fought he was still happy to be around Rikuou.
Sex was difficult for him to even think about other people having, much less himself. He didn't want to even get on that subject in the least bit, mostly because of fear.
He feared sex.
Sex wasn't a happy memory for him.
When Kakei had come in and snapped him out of his trance, he had paused and took a second to access the situation in his head:
Rikuou and him were on the sofa.
Making out.
Playing grab ass, more or less.
He was being stared, perhaps gawked at by a few customers, and he was pretty sure one of them was taking pictures with their camera phone.
And they were about to have sex. AGAIN. Or, to him, for the first time.
He freaked out and ran, not about to lose control of the situation because his blood wasn't flowing as well up top!
Rikuou drew Kazahaya into a hug, "Look, I'm sorry, Kazahaya."
Kazahaya stiffened a moment before relaxing into the hug, wrapping his arms around Rikuou's back. He gently nuzzled his face into Rikuou's chest.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, unfortunately for your wasted apology." Kazahaya mumbled into Rikuou's shirt.
Rikuou pulled Kazahaya back forcing him to look up, "What?"
"I said you don't need to apologize." Kazahaya moved his arms down to rest on Rikuou's waist.
Rikuou shot him a confused look, making Kazahaya sigh again, "I should be apologizing to you, again, for acting like a fool, yadda, yadda, you'll tell me to shut up, and we'll all move on with our lives. 'Kay?" Kazahaya rolled his eyes, he definitely didn't want this up for discussion right now.
He felt like he was being a bit childish running away from the only good thing in his life. He thought his reason was more or less stupid.
Rikuou frowned, "Kazahaya, you have nothing to apologize to me for. I understand why you'd run away from a situation like that. I know you better than you give me credit for. But, last night was a complete surprise. Back there, I kind of just… went with the flow." Rikuou blushed slightly, "And, well, I'm sorry that made you uncomfortable, but we don't have to try again… until your ready, okay?"
Kazahaya blinked, Rikuou was such a good boyfriend!
He was speechless.
"Uh, well…. Okay?"
Rikuou grinned down at him, "I don't want to force you when you're not ready."
Kazahaya continued to gawk at him in stunned silence, he had nothing to say to that, he wasn't used to that line. "Uhm-"
Rikuou smirked, "Are you checking me out?"
Kazahaya cocked an eyebrow, "What?"
"Well, you won't quit gaping at me. I know I look good, but seriously stop staring." Rikuou's smirk widened.
"What the hell? I was NOT checking you out, conceited bastard." Kazahaya frowned, he was going to hit Rikuou in a second if he wasn't careful.
"What the fuck would make you think I was checking out a bastard like you anyway?"
And the rant continued.
Rikuou grinned; he was quite pleased with himself actually, not having the opportunity to watch the brown-haired boy freak out in a while. He loved watching Kazahaya overreact to even the slightest comment he made that hindered on insulting or violation of personal space.
Rikuou grabbed Kazahaya's wrist yanking him forward gaining a surprised yelp. He tilted Kazahaya's chin up cutting off any protests before they could form.
Kazahaya wasn't finished yelling at Rikuou, this was playing dirty!
Rikuou mentally patted himself on the back when Kazahaya finally melted into the kiss moments later.
Kazahaya grabbed at Rikuou's shirt fisting his hand into the material, wrapping his other arm around Rikuou's neck. He could play dirty, too.
Kazahaya pulled Rikuou closer almost laughing when Rikuou gasped after he ground his hips up against the raven's.
Rikuou grabbed Kazahaya by the waist, picking him up off the ground to delicately place him on the counter, never breaking the kiss.
It was Kazahaya's turn to gasp when Rikuou parted his legs stepping in between them running his hands along Kazahaya's clothed legs.
Kazahaya broke the kiss finally needing air, panting hard as he looked down at Rikuou.
Rikuou smirked again, going for the creamy smooth skin on his neck again.
"Ah, Rikuou!"
Rikuou slid a hand up Kazahaya's shirt, wanting to expose more of the skin he craved. He spared a quick 'hm?' to Kazahaya, who continued to gasp and moan above him.
Kazahaya leaned back into the counter, knocking over his glass of water from before, not even caring a little where the water ended up.
It would evaporate… eventually.
Rikuou pulled him closer ghosting his fingers over Kazahaya's hardening crotch area.
Kazahaya gasped. Rikuou would go for the pants soon.
"Rikuou…" he gently nudged Rikuou away from his neck.
Rikuou looked at him briefly but just a quickly captured his lips again.
Kazahaya inwardly sighed, What a horny bastard.
With much effort he finally pushed Rikuou away gaining a small, but safe distance from the sex craved maniac.
Kazahaya panted heavily, watching as Rikuou grinned at him while catching his own breath.
"You're obsessed with sex, Rikuou." Kazahaya accused, pointing a finger at Rikuou after he had calmed down a little.
Rikuou snorted, "Hardly."
Kazahaya stared at him in disbelief. "Then what he hell was that?"
Rikuou shrugged, "It kind of looked like us making out, no?"
Kazahaya sighed, "Oh, please. Don't act like you weren't thinking about it!"
Rikuou laughed, "Okay."
Kazahaya glared, "You were!"
"I didn't say I wasn't, did I?" Rikuou stated the obvious, reaching around Kazahaya to pick up the knocked over glass, he didn't care much for the water either.
He placed the glass in the sink, turning back to Kazahaya.
"Well… no, but still!"
Rikuou leered, "How would you know I was thinking about it if you weren't thinking about it yourself?"
Kazahaya immediately shut his mouth, Rikuou was right more or less, "Well…"
"You were, too!"
Kazahaya blushed, "Well, it was kind of hard not to with your hand running up and down my leg."
Rikuou laughed again, he was right… again. He LOVED being right, "You didn't hate it."
Kazahaya shrugged, "No, I didn't."
Kazahaya hopped of the counter gracefully grabbing Rikuou's wrist as he headed out of the kitchen, "Come on."
Rikuou trudged along behind Kazahaya as he was pulled along, "Where are we going?"
Kazahaya headed down the hall towards his own room, "My room, obviously."
Rikuou frowned, "What? Why?"
Kazahaya stopped, swiftly turning on heel to face Rikuou, "Because, you're gonna take care of this," he motioned towards his hard-on, "One way or another."
He grabbed Rikuou again, opening the door to his room.
Rikuou shut the door behind them, "So, does this mean you're ready?"
Kazahaya grinned wrapping his arms around Rikuou's neck, "No, it means take care of it."
Rikuou pushed Kazahaya back towards the bed, "So, I'll take that as a yes."
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"Go on then." He nudged the cat with his foot, as it looked back at him questioningly.
"Shoo." He said, throwing his last cigarette on the ground, pushing away from the lamp post he was leaned against.
The wind had started to pick up again, as it continued to get colder, he looked up expectantly.
It looked like snow.
He smirked as the cat made its way though the automatic doors as a customer simultaneously left.
"What a good cat." He said, sarcastically to no one in particular.
He lifted his hand to gently swipe a few strands of blonde hair away from his face that were placed there by the wind, they were annoyingly poking him in the eye.
He strolled away from the drug store, shoving his hands into his coat pockets; he'd keep an eye on the place a little longer.
"Don't worry, my sweet," he half-grinned, "I forgive you."
Kouji's ice blue eyes flickered in the last lights from the setting sun, "You were lonely, I understand… but, soon enough we'll be back together again."
He stopped walking to turn around and watch the light in that upstairs room go off and sneered, "I forgive you, darling."
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(.1) How would you even label Kazahaya's powers? Sure he has psychic ability but, uhm, yeah….
(1) - Wasn't too sure on the leather sofa bit, in every shot of the sofa it's just an outline. Sooo, I made it leather. Any objections?
(2) - Yeah, that was a big WTF moment for me. They're so hawt the sofa shoulda just erupted into flames.
(3) - How would Rikuou be described? Eventually 'raven' came to mind from his hair color, but I didn't want to call him "boy". Like, black-haired boy, doesn't look like a boy to me! Haha. I asked my sister and she said sarcasticallyamusing, one word… Not two; NO HELP!
(4) - That was another big WTF moment, but wouldn't that be SO convenient?
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Recognize the kitty?